Daily excitement

Well yesterday turned out to be quite interesting.

Mr. Braden picked me up at 1:30 PM, as planned, and drove me to work. The drive there was uneventful, but once we got to the Shop Rite parking lot, the first thing I noticed was that there were two cop cars parked out front. Once I got inside, I also saw a few policemen by the time clocks. Not too long after I started my shift and got to my post at the register, two ambulances pulled up, one of which shortly drove off again with someone, blaring the siren and everything. Turns out some guy died in the restroom. Not only that, but from what I heard later, the cops were after him (I know not why). I'm sure I'll be hearing more about this later. I hope I will be, anyway; I'm pretty interested in the circumstances surrounding all this.

Augusta picked me up after work, and she had an interesting story of her own to tell. Apparently, somebody broke into the library the night before last; broke a few glass doors to get in and stole their cash box (without taking the key that was in the drawer right next to it and which, she tells me, contains a relatively minimal amount of money. Since whoever it was left the paintings (some worth thousands of dollars) and the computers (this one should be obvious) untouched, I have to ask myself just how much of an amature this was. The doors they busted were worth more than what they actually stole. I mean, for crying out loud, who breaks into a library?! If you're gonna commit a crime like that, why not pick somewhere that's likely to have something worth stealing? Good lord.

I'm glad this isn't something that happened while Augusta was actually there working, though. Although if breaking into a library is laughable, I think holding one up would actually make me die of hysterics.

So today's a day. Augusta's driving me to work, because Dad decided he wants to stay at the lake longer. While I'm not complaining about getting to spend another car ride chatting with her, I do feel bad about making her drive me around, especially at such short notice - my parents didn't call me and tell me to look for another ride until 9:30 PM last night. I gave Augusta $20 for gas, though, and she doesn't seem too upset about it, so hey.

Now let's see if anything else newsworthy happens at work today...